Macon Hamilton - All Black Intro lyrics

Ducking jail Making hoes roll me a L Got b**hes screaming while Im bumping some meek millz I know alot of n***as who barely ever get to see meals Hanging off of fingerfood like dem acrylic fake nails Puffing mellow, got me flowing off the meter Wicked on reefer Im type to fight the polices Jack his Jags make son run it 3 cheetahs SCOH n***a Im talking bout the heats either Food for though n***as lose soul to keep eating Thats why I hate rappers rap lies and rap features Im antisocial got n***as that will approach you Who known to turn n***as to tofu and tote heaters And being honest half of my n***as got bad parents So when they got big they went and got a bigger hammer But yo n***as YO n***as be haul a**'in Cause yall parents was upper cla** and mad flashy So you was comfy all ya life son but now you a savage Don't make me tip clips im too cool with Clifford Harris It only take a call to have a million wars happen Trees get chopped to be used as wood for ya casket Smoking mavericks Get it popping like bad acne Snorted molly now I'm depressed and my Trigger happy n***as looking like they wanna pop me in the when they dap me But With a sick dick and a clip you couldn't clap me Word to DOOM I know n***as doing long bids and sisters who got brothers being fathers to the wrong kids Seen it all dawg you living this false imagery So don't talk gangsta if you can't take the injure You the type to sip miller light prolly beat ya wife You be living trife wouldn't touch a cup in a titty fight The only resolution we got fot you is to end ya life So when we contact my solution is aim for the eyes It-ll be over in a millisecond word to steez Excersize minds when I'm flexing off my ability Murdering off my enemy Physically mentally lyrically and any way simply son you'll never get rid of me That's why these fake n***as act as if they ain't feeling me But claim to friend of me that sh** is offending me In actuality they probably want me to past But excelled and make sales that's why they make me laugh Clothing from aklompice I accomplished my goal doe Now I gotta get the green like g.i. folk Came out the gates A real a** cat out the Hat 404 code but was son Born and raised Mac I hate fakes like the ku klux klan hate blacks 1 God 1 love my ill a** raps Now Im say this sh** so you n***as can feel offended Most rappers just looking for the money and women And thats the reason I lack respect and know your career longetivity will be limited 15 minutes now finish it Audio dope you an addict for barbiturates My bars limitless like nzt with a trippy stick Holy sh** You n***as ain't touching M-A-C-O easy Bragging about ya heaters get you hemmed up like ol dickies When Im rapping, sh** is about to drastic What ll happen? Half of these n***as will prolly back-flip Can't stand it? Watch when I bringing my the team too though Kicking the sh** judo While we marijuana pa**ing Labels think they another n***a who gone a** kiss Let me stop. I heard them masons do be blackmasking